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Wednesday, February 27, 2013

(Patrick Willis has redone one of my poems and it dovetails perfectly with one last Bon Voyage for my dear and departed friend, Neil Rogers:

The Frayed Angels

Several people have invited me to come to the United States, given that I will be relocating somewhere in 3 to 4 months. There are many reasons why this is impossible. It's not the health care system that dissuades me but the Satanic minds and intentions behind that and so many other things. It's the mindset that does things like this and things like this; not to mention the callous brutality of law enforcement. I tend to get into trouble in the United States, given the things I say on stage and elsewhere. I have a direct karmic link to revolutionary America, I saw all kinds of confirmation of that during my early acid trips. Europe is a much easier gig for me. The police are sane and helpful and the crime level (where I am) is non existent. I'm sure you can find a different climate in some of the big cities but I don't live in big cities and have no plans to start doing so.

Things are going radically wrong in the United States. The country is owned from top to bottom by a small cabal of Zionist psychopaths and Satanists and there is no difference between the two. I'm actually using a gentile as an example. There are some. I'm assuming that Michael Rivero wrote this but there's no author's name attached. The dark underbelly of the empire is in torment from the heartburn of the homeless (did I just say that?). There's reality and there is that misshapen abortion that people like this present to us as reality. The ancient lampreys have got their hooks into the vitals of the country and they intend to suck it dry, whilst building concentration camps and death chambers for the unwilling. Will the cosmos permit this? That's a very good question. In times past, it was the hallmark of The Kali Yuga to permit all sorts of noxious activity ...because Kali Yuga is the resolution period for all the karma that didn't get resolved in former times and it is also a time when evil is allowed to flourish and prosper; just as it does now. Are we on the doorstep of a golden age? That is the consideration upon which hinges the quality and kind of all our fates.

I've been led to believe a golden age is just around the corner but... so are a great many other things and we shall see how that all gets sorted. Certainly balance has gone missing and imbalance is extant to the extreme, in every area of life. When one looks at the food being consumed, one has to know that epidemic health problems are already in effect. It has long been my opinion that the corporations making all of the bad food are hand in glove with the health care industries, in one of the most cynical partnerships imaginable. They create the conditions and diseases and then the public is compelled to seek out the outrageously expensive treatments handled by their sister concern. Cancers, of the sort running rampant in these days, were unknown only a handful of decades ago. Cures for cancer come up here and there, now and again, as the result of the efforts of some intrepid soul and these people are then either marginalized and stripped of all opportunity to help, or they are killed. The American Cancer Society is a business, whose business is cancer. Cancer is good business, whether you are a charity or a treatment center.

You can see the oncologists rubbing their hands together as one more patient, given the bad news, leaves their office; “Oh goody”! They say to themselves, “now I can pay off my yacht or... should I buy that condo in Boca Raton”?.

It looks pretty grim all around but, as has been said here many times, 'appearances are deceiving'.

Where I live, I have full medical and dental coverage for 140 Euro a month, including most all pharmaceuticals free. Now, I rarely need any of this but that's not the point. A wedge of Brie cheese is one Euro. A loaf of bread can be had for less than a dollar. Bio items are cheaper than regular food in the US. I've been here going on 14 years and the food is still cheaper than it was ten years ago where I lived in the US.

A few times a year, we have large festivals in this town. You might see an ambulance parked in case of need and a couple of emergency personnel standing around. You would have to search all over the place to find a policeman. People drink and dance and party, thousands of them and not one lick of trouble do you see. I'd like to stay in Europe, where I am, in this general area ..but I have no idea what the cosmos has in mind for me. I'll get my marching orders at some point.

People get high wherever they want. Of course a certain amount of discretion is called for but it is minimal. You can drink a beer openly in the public square. You can walk down the street with it if you want to. The finest German beer in half liter bottles can be had for around 60 cents at the super market. Though that is unlikely to be a feature in my existence from here on out, it's still a wonder and it tells you what thieves they are in the US.

Sure, I'd love to visit the homeland again but... not in it's present condition. I've got near a hundred readers in Texas alone. It would be great to travel around and see so many people that I know only virtually but... it's a dicey proposition. Here, I am under the protection of both the temporal and the unseen. I don't know quite why the former has been so good to me but it has.

Traveling in Europe is a gas and the beauty of the old cultures and buildings that reek of history are a delight. Sometimes the people are taciturn and insular but... so what? I like being alone and unto myself anyway. I spend almost all of my time alone and lack for nothing as far as company goes.

Well, my luck is due to change and I'm hoping for a farmhouse out in the country, where I can walk in the woods and daily contemplate the exquisite beauty and peace of Nature. You can walk in the woods here and not concern yourself with thugs or serial killers. Women walk their dogs alone here all the time and do not fear for anything. Furthermore, there are near zero mosquitoes here, no May Flies, Black Flies, Deer Flies or any of the like. There are no rats. There are no snakes (not that that bothers me). There aren't even that many of the usual flies. There are bees and wasps but I haven't had a problem. In fact, I've had near zero problems here and that is usually an indication that you are in the right place. Hopefully my Kundalini gets a move on and legs it up the last few landings on the staircase because then I can be anywhere I want, any time I want, for as long as I want. It's a given it will happen. The only question is; when?

There are some nice parts of the world, nice places where people could come together and forge a community and that is one of the things I hope for but... I no longer work toward that end. It will happen if it is supposed to happen and I don't have to do anything to make it happen. Recent changes in my schematic have transformed a great many things, fundamentally ...and I couldn't be more pleased. It's a little breathtaking at times now and, occasionally an emotional ride. It's like being in a new world where nothing is the way it was before, even though it is, I just couldn't see it. On the whole though, all in all, it's a vast improvement over the way things have been and I wish the same for all of you ASAP.

Sunday, February 24, 2013

May your noses always find your way home; wherever that may turn out to be.

I could have said it before but I can definitely say it now ♫What a long strange trip it's been♫ Before I get into the tale, a little disclaimer needs to be put out there. I've said things like this before but it appears they need to be said again. I'll only speak the truth here and the readers can take it or leave it. Since I had my profound kundalini experience at the age of 21, I have had the 'misfortune' of having people following me around and this has been exacerbated by supernatural events, which only served to enhance the reasons people were following me around in the first place. It got so bad sometimes that I had to flee the town I was living in; whether it was Palm Springs, CA, Victory Blvd in LA, Paradise Valley in Arizona, or wherever.

At first I behaved myself and went along with the program. Then I found if I incorporated certain human weaknesses into my persona that this would dilute things. Well, that got a little out of hand in the late 80s, so I had to back off on that and go back to how I used to be. The same problem came right back up so, again... I went back and forth between behaving and misbehaving and that can be wearying. It occurred to me to start doing things at a distance and staying away from people; ergo, the blogs and books and that worked pretty well for some years, until people started flying in and occasionally disturbing the household, meaning Susanne. Most people who come here like the blogs and books. Susanne does not. She is afraid of the trouble that some of the things I say will bring, although no trouble has ever come and... that seems to be at the heart of the problems I have had with most people (there aren't that many of them) that I have had problems with. They are afraid of what might happen but nothing ever does.

Over recent times, I have received emails and the occasional comment about people having dreams that I am God. One commentator saw me with six arms. I suppose that could be useful. I recognize that there is a certain contingent of people who will get very resentful when they hear about me being referred to this way, I can't help that but the record states that things like this happen to me and they happened again in India, which was, by turns pleasant and unpleasant. In any case, I make no claims to that specific and... until I do, I shouldn't have to catch any shit about it.

In the case of negative engagements, I am not going to name names. I had a visitor when I was in India. Once again it was a case of 'what might happen' but nothing did. Before I left for India, I was warned about 'hidden enemies'. I was warned from several sources about this. I promptly forgot. After my guest turned on me, in what seemed no time at all, everyone I had had a problem with in the past, suddenly showed up either to gloat or harass. I'm a bit naive at times. It took me a little while to realize I had been set up.

I was living in this apartment with no problem. I was visiting someone next door each day. He left town and the moment he was gone, my landlord's son came after me saying I was disturbing the neighborhood by crying out “Oh my God” in the night. I might have done but isn't India one of the few places where that should be perfectly fine? What it was, was, he was after my computer and I got 20,000 rupees extorted out of me before I left. My rickshaw driver, Gopal Krishna instantly got me a place right down the street. For 2 weeks, I visited this supposed friend back up the street. I did a lot of book editing for him and gave him a substantial amount of money to cover whatever expenses I might create hanging out with him. Once all my work for him was finished he started acting very weird. I asked him if he was upset with me. He said he wasn't and why should he be? Then a few minutes later he launched into a tirade. Some of it was very bizarre. He was yelling at me about dropping my Asus Transformer. He was yelling at me about my rickshaw driver hanging out at my apartment. He was incensed that I was tipping him well and said I was ruining it for everyone else who would now have to pay more (absurd). I'll admit to drinking a lot of beer; given what I was feeling about my pending domestic separation, based to some degree on the work I've been doing here and, once again, the fear of what might happen but... never does. Anyway, this caused no problem around my regular associates, just my temporary guest; odd that.

Gopal showed up with his guru, an impressive fellow who also said I was God and that I knew everything. This I know cannot be true. I realized I had to get out of there because a few days earlier, one of my invisible friends showed up and said, “Don't you realize that you have powerful enemies?” I couldn't figure out how I got myself into such a state over a domestic change, when I know 'everything is under control' and that I am just being moved into a new environment, more suitable for and more supportive of what I do. This locale is presently unknown but I suspect it will surface in the next two or three months that I remain here. I was told that I was being focused on by a group of the Satanic type and while I was being told this, a window opened in my mind and I could clearly see the practitioners chanting. I know how strange all this sounds but it is true. I was told I was being rendered into the state I was in because it gave easier access to me and a greater opportunity for harm. I resolved upon my return to cease all such activity and it appears I am going to get to do this. So far, so good.

Over the last days I was there, various Indians were showing up at my door. On the final day, there was near a dozen of them. Gopal came in with these ridiculously large leis of red roses and put one around my neck and one around his gurus. Then he draped an orange shawl around both of our shoulders. A fellow with a guitar and amplifier set up. He was flat out incredible. He could play in any style. We rocked the house for a few hours; one of the best experiences I have ever had. Gopal's guru told me a few things. I won't repeat them.

Remember the part where I was supposed to be making too much noise? There was a gangster funeral that took place over the course of two days and two nights and the fireworks and explosions shook the house. No one said a word. There was a couple down the street, right in my same neighborhood, who screamed at each other into the night. Bizarre.

So... I gave Gopal my computer, my inverter battery, which powers everything when the power goes off for hours each day. I gave him the Asus, when it comes out of the shop. All of this and various accessories are worth a considerable amount of money. My invisible friend said to me early on, “Don't be cheap and I won't be cheap with you”. Gopal and I left for the airport a few hours away, driven in a taxi by his childhood friend, Ramul. We stayed in a good hotel and ate in a fine restaurant. It wasn't cheap. It was money I didn't even have; futures money ...but... the cosmos will provide as all shall see in time.

I was not sure I would make it back. I had an ominous feel from even before I left. Several readers didn't think I would make it back. One of them was going to come and get me. It came close to happening in Frankfart; one of the coldest towns I have ever been in but that tale, rather complex, will be saved for the next posting. It is an anecdotal delight.

Let me close by saying, I don't claim to be divine, anymore than any of the rest of us already are or will be. I haven't handled all of this very well at times but... I now know things that I did not know before, which should make things substantially easier for me. There's nothing I can do about my situation, except to look forward with optimism toward whatever is going to appear out of the mist. Something will, of course ...and the thing for me to keep in mind... and all of the rest of you as well, is that change is a good thing, though often undesirable from a present perspective. However, it can lead to the most remarkable places and experiences if we let it. Often enough, the changes that come are based upon our attitude and intention. It's a good thing to keep this in mind. Also, that I do things for the purpose of demonstration, to see what people are made of. People reveal themselves. For some, it's no big deal. They take it in stride and become my friends. For others, it's just as well and definitely so for me.

End Transmission.......

Visible sings: ♫ I Got a Feeling ♫'I Got a Feeling' is track no. 4 of 12 on Visible's 2007 album 'Almost A Capella'